Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

had heard about

and wouldn’t think twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever

never doubted Hugh’s

would be afraid of someone with such nobility

seemed to make sense if

person like him

you from the private room on the

Bar.”

explained as if he’d sensed the confusion Jane

“Okay!”

the same danger coming from

shot like you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like those lowly humans with

had already

was exploring the escape routes

in her dictionary after being rebirth, she

idea.

standing before

a bad idea

Hugh Croft

a person with Omega blood

question caught her

idea what

what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You are

felt the sense of familiarity on

already exposed her, there was no point in her

have her investigated with a

you want, Mr.

sign an agreement with you,

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

it sound familiar to

Hugh Croft the one that announced the search for people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to

too sudden. Let

definitely

good–looking, powerful,

rose has its

the rest of her

in love, being with someone

her losing her life by the side of a man like Hugh

should

leave me

of silence enveloped

question was concise and

at a loss for words

perhaps? Or

his question, thinking that Jane might not understand

not come easily out of his

with

one

was like an

first time he set

imprinted on

of her

because they

they were the same type

the wound that had

“Okay!”

gave both her number and WeChat

that she did not want to lie

The reason was simple.

it

able to dig it out

liked pointless

through Jane’s

user name, which

of The Simpsons family of five as her

mark “”

was a

you. If there’s nothing

think about it. Give me

her distance from

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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